There's only one reason I would take up walking again...
So that I could hear heavy breathing again.
My office was so small...
I had to leave the room to change my mind.
I decided to stop worrying about my teenage son's driving and take advantage of it.
I got one of those bumper stickers that say, "How's my driving?" and put a 900 number on it.
"At 50 cents a call, I've been making $38 a week!"
The police arrested my daughter claiming she had burnt our house down...
But it was arson.